In the Jiuyang Continent, a world where strong martial artists are respected, warriors all have their own arrogance, so most of them regard dignity and face as more important than life.
When warriors of the same realm challenge each other, the other party will usually accept the challenge, otherwise they will be regarded as cowards and not worthy of being a warrior.
Ye Feng is not a person of this world, so this idea naturally has no constraints on him.
Therefore, Ye Feng didn't bother to pay attention to Ouyang Yunfeng's loud shouting.
"Bang!"
A thick snake's tail swept across, making Ouyang Yunfeng shout angrily. Ouyang Yunfeng, who looked high-spirited, was so frightened that he jumped up and got out of the way.
Several thick ancient trees were swept and broken, and the strong wind brought by the snake's tail was as sharp as a sword, cutting gaps in Ouyang Yunfeng's gown.
Ouyang Yunfeng's face was livid with anger, and he shouted coldly: "It seems that you, Ye Feng, are just as I expected, you are just relying on a sixth-level monster to show off your evil."
As soon as he said this, many of the warriors who came with him nodded secretly. After all, although there were many rumors about Ye Feng's strength, not many people had actually seen him take action.
"Who do you think you are if you challenge me?" Ye Feng's voice came slowly from the dense jungle, calm and collected.
"If you dare not accept the challenge, you are just a coward. Don't think that you can do whatever you want with a sixth-level monster. Without this giant snake, I can slap you to death with one slap!" Ouyang Yunfeng continued to shout with a sneer.
"Slap me to death? Are you so confident?"
Not far away, on the top of an ancient tree, Ye Feng's figure slowly emerged, looking down towards where Ouyang Yunfeng and others were.
Xiaolong coiled himself up in a snake formation, and his pair of erect golden snake eyes scanned the front indifferently and vigilantly.
"Does your mother know that you are so awesome?" Ye Feng suddenly said with a smile.
As soon as this statement came out, everyone present showed a look of astonishment. Obviously, they didn't quite understand what Ye Feng meant by this statement. However, everyone was not a fool, so they could certainly hear the mocking and sarcastic meaning in this statement.
"You surnamed Ye, don't use your words. If you have the ability, accept my challenge!" Ouyang Yunfeng's face was as gloomy as water. His cultivation level was only half a step away from breaking through to the middle stage of the Martial Emperor. He can be said to be quite confident about his own strength.
of self-confidence.
"Ouyang Yunfeng, right? Since you want to die so much, I will give you a ride."
The smile on Ye Feng's face disappeared instantly, he jumped up and fell from the top of the ancient tree.
At this moment, everyone's eyes were focused on Ye Feng and Ouyang Yunfeng. For many warriors who had experienced in the Ancient Tower, this was considered a peak-level duel.
Although Ouyang Yunfeng is not a disciple of the Five Holy Lands, his cultivation and strength are not weaker than those of the descendants of the Holy Lands, and he is enough to rank among the top masters.
The same is true for Ye Feng. Regarding his background, most people know that he has an ordinary background, but he is able to stand out among the younger generation in a very short period of time, and his strength is also extremely outstanding.
"Ouyang Yunfeng is at the early stage of the Martial Emperor. He is only half a step away from the middle stage of the Martial Emperor. His strength is far stronger than those masters who have just broken through to the Martial Emperor realm."
"Yes, although Ye Feng is powerful, most of them are just rumors. It is said that he is only at the Martial King level. As for defeating his opponent across a large realm, I am afraid that even the descendants of the Holy Land cannot do it, right?"
Many warriors not far away were talking a lot. They spoke highly of Ouyang Yunfeng and did not think highly of Ye Feng.
Of course, this was under the condition that Ye Feng's sixth-level monster did not take action. If the giant snake was included, no one present could be his opponent.
Listening to the discussions of many warriors not far away, Ouyang Yunfeng couldn't help but feel a little complacent. As everyone said, he was only twenty-one years old and not a descendant of the Holy Land, but he had strength, cultivation, and talent that were not weaker than those of the Holy Land's descendants.
and qualifications are extraordinary.
Ye Feng's expression was calm and composed. He waved his hand and the little dragon rushed into the jungle behind him.
"Come on, I'll take you on your way." Ye Feng said with a chuckle.
"You surnamed Ye, you are seeking death!" Ouyang Yunfeng shouted angrily, and his figure suddenly turned into an afterimage, rushing towards Ye Feng at an extremely fast speed.
The Ouyang family's Longyang Heavenly Skill was brought to its extreme by him, with bright golden light blooming all over his body. He opened his five fingers and struck out with a palm, and the entire palm turned golden, as if it were poured out of gold.
Ye Feng stood motionless on the spot, until Ouyang Yunfeng rushed forward, then he slowly raised his hand, also spread his fingers, and struck out with a palm.
"Bang!"
The two palms collided together, and a dull thunderous sound erupted, followed by a wave of zhenqi visible to the naked eye, and a crackling sound echoed in the jungle.
"It is said that the Ouyang family's Longyang Heavenly Skill is a heaven-level skill. Starting from the Martial Emperor realm, the power of this skill becomes more and more powerful. Ye Feng is from an ordinary background. It is estimated that the skill he cultivates must not be very good. In addition,
Shang's cultivation level is not as good as Ouyang Yunfeng's, but he still dares to compare his Qi cultivation level with his palms."
"Yes, Ouyang Yunfeng's palm would have killed any master in the early stage of the Martial Emperor's life. Ye Feng is said to be so powerful, he won't be beaten to death like this, right?"
Many people were amazed.
However, when the aftermath of the shock dissipated, everyone's expressions froze for a moment, and they were all stunned and in disbelief.
In the center of the field, Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, his whole body shrouded in gray infuriating energy, and he stood there calmly.
On the opposite side, Ouyang Yunfeng's face was pale, his figure kept retreating, his entire palm was twisted and deformed, his finger bones pierced his skin, and blood dripped from his face.
"Is this...a joke?"
"What kind of monster is this guy named Ye? Is he really a Martial King?"
Many people around had shocked expressions on their faces, because everyone could clearly feel that Ye Feng's cultivation level was indeed in the middle stage of King Wu, but when his cultivation level was almost a big difference, he reversed his palm with one palm.
Ouyang Yunfeng was seriously injured.
However, Ye Feng's expression was very calm. In terms of martial body, no one in the entire Martial Emperor realm could compare with him.
In the process of practicing the Art of Seizing Heaven and Creation, even without deliberately practicing it, the Chaos Qi is constantly nourishing and tempering his body every moment. In addition, he originally had the talent to strengthen the body, and now it has evolved.
The bloodline strengthening talent.
These two innate abilities make his body far more powerful than ordinary warriors.
"Wang Fei, your talent is innate divine power. In terms of physical body, it is unmatched by anyone in the same realm. What level do you think Ye Feng's physical body has reached?"
Behind the crowd watching the battle in the distance, He Yuxuan suddenly asked a burly man next to him.
The Wang Fei he was talking about was the man who fought against Qing Yizi in the ancient palace. He had a rare talent and innate divine power!
This kind of talent is already considered one of the top talents among physical strength talents.
Wang Fei's pupils shrank slightly, staring closely at Ye Feng's figure in the field, and said solemnly: "I'm afraid his physical body is stronger than mine!"
"Stronger than you? How is this possible?..." He Yuxuan looked stunned, in disbelief.
He and Ye Feng fought against each other in the ancient palace, but they did not compete physically at that time. They only tested each other's strength with the magical powers they had learned.
Wang Fei is already gifted with divine power. He is said to be unparalleled in physical form in the same realm. Although he is not Qing Yizi's opponent, in terms of physical body, he is definitely much more powerful than Qing Yizi.
If Ye Feng's physical body is stronger than Wang Fei's, then how did he cultivate his physical body?
What's more, Ye Feng's cultivation seems to have not yet reached the level of the Martial Emperor, while Wang Fei is already at the early stage of the Martial Emperor.
"Is it just this little strength? It's just a little stronger than the Ouyang Tianyu I killed." Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back and did not pursue the victory.
Hearing the sarcasm and ridicule in his words, Ouyang Yunfeng's face froze, and he turned his hand and took out a golden knife from his sleeve robe.
"Ye, I admit that I underestimated you, but you still have to die in my hands!"
Ouyang Yunfeng showed a ferocious smile, and poured his true energy into the golden knife. He raised his hand and flicked it, and the small golden knife flew into the sky, blooming with divine light.
I saw a palm-sized golden knife suspended in the air, suddenly swelled, and turned into a length of one foot. It was completely transparent, with brilliant golden light, and a sharp and terrifying aura that made people's souls tremble.
"It's a spiritual treasure again. As expected of a disciple from a large sect family, every one of them has treasures in their hands." Ye Feng curled his lips, but there was no trace of fear or fear in his expression.
Back on the top of the stone platform in the ancient palace, He Yuxuan used a spiritual treasure, which was the Purple Thunder Sword.
Daobao is a treasure that can only be controlled by strong people above the Martial Emperor level with the help of Gang Qi. Even the Martial Emperor level masters with strong Qi cannot exert any power of the Daobao.
In the process of refining Taoist treasures, there will also be some failures, which are the so-called spiritual treasures!
Although it is a Taoist treasure that failed to be refined, it is still very powerful. The key is that this kind of spiritual treasure can also be used by warriors below the Martial Emperor level and can be controlled with true energy.
In some ways, spiritual treasures are even more precious than Dao treasures. After all, the materials for refining Dao treasures are hard to find in the world. No strong man above the Martial Emperor level would fail to refine Dao treasures and create
The so-called spiritual treasure.
Strong people are extremely careful when refining Taoist treasures and will not easily refine them without a certain level of confidence, so the success rate is generally relatively high.
He Yuxuan's Purple Thunder Sword and Ouyang Yunfeng's Golden Knife both belong to the category of spiritual treasures. Although they are Taoist treasures that failed to be refined, the materials themselves are after all very high-grade and precious, and their power is enough to threaten the peak level of the Martial Emperor.
Master.
For example, He Yuxuan back then, with the Purple Thunder Sword, his attack power was comparable to the peak level master of the Martial Emperor.
However, an attack of this level does not pose much of a threat to Ye Feng, who can use the Nine Yang Seal Technique.
The Nine Yang Seal can burn the sky and cook the earth when attacked, and can be invincible against all attacks. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the most perfect magical power.
"If you think you can deal with me with just one spiritual treasure, you will probably be disappointed."
With a relaxed and comfortable smile on his lips, Ye Feng stepped forward instead of retreating and walked towards Ouyang Yunfeng.
"You are so shameless, go to hell!"
Ouyang Yunfeng sneered, reached out and grabbed the ten-foot-long golden sword in his hand, and when he swung it, the sword's light surged endlessly.
"It seems like you were the one who clamored to slap me to death from the very beginning, right?"
Ye Feng smiled disdainfully, and did not use the Nine Yang Seal to protect his body with the immortal light of the sun. Instead, he put his fingers together, and the chaotic energy surged, condensing into a sword light several feet long.
"boom!"
He swept across the air with his sword-breaking sword light, and all the golden sword energy was instantly turned into nothing. The sword light and the golden sword collided together, making a clanging sound like iron.
"What kind of trick is this? Can the sword light condensed with true energy be comparable to Lingbao?" Everyone around was shocked.
The lowest cultivation level of everyone present was the Martial King, and they could all condense their true energy into sword light, but no one dared to say that their sword light had such power.
Especially He Yuxuan, he was even more shocked than the others. He was born in the Zixiao Sword Sect, which is famous for its swords, and he even practiced magical skills such as the Zixiao Divine Thunder Sword. However, the purple thunder sword light he condensed,
There is absolutely no such power.
However, what shocked him was still behind him. He saw the magic-breaking sword light in Ye Feng's hand shaking continuously, and the sky seemed to be cut in half by this terrifying sword light.
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